User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March Original/@comment-3135907-20160131070425/@comment-26024035-20160426213858

Serrano froze, his amber eyes transfixed on the shredded pieces of his lieutenant. He had almost forgotten beasts had that much blood in them. "Traps." He uttered needlessly, grimacing in horror and disgust. "Nobeast move. Look around 'n' see if there's anything else."